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CGncsio.pngNajya

HP:   41/41

AC:   16

Init:  +3

PP:   15

Speed:  45

Ki:  4/4

Condition:  Normal

Features

Class Features:  Unarmored DefenseMartial ArtsKiUnarmored MovementTouch of Death, Slow Fall

Tools:  Alchemist's Supplies

Languages:  Common, Sign Language, Alzhedo, Chultan

Weapons & Armors:  Simple Weapons, Shortswords

Feats:  none

Racial & Background:  Deathless NatureSpider ClimbVampiric BiteShelter of the Faithful

IC

Day 21

When it comes time for Cora and Beacon to depart, Najya does not make an emotional goodbye, but she is feeling something. Since the start of this journey, these two were under her protection. But now she must leave them to their fates in order to continue safeguarding Mariposa, Story, Cyrienne, and Eku. She can't help but feel a failing in herself, that she is not somehow able to split herself in two and protect both groups. Instead, Najya settles for inspecting their canoes for obvious defects and securing the cargo, living and unliving alike. She sees them off with a simple sign:

image.png.1ec920d0574475ff52438b10b93b8469.png

As soon as they are gone, Najya puts them out of her mind by necessity. Her responsibility is now the others. And so she devotes her full vigilance to this reformed group, along with its three new members. When it comes time to make camp, she assists in her customary fashion and does what she can to help gather provisions from the bounty of the jungle. Despite not being as seasoned a hunter as some of the others, her natural stealth allows her to sneak up on a wild boar and subdue it before it even knows what's hit it.

Day 23

The previous day passed without concern. Najya had little interest in the mystery of the diggers. The causes of death was all that mattered to her, and that much was obvious. She knew what to be on watch for, but thankfully this foe did not make itself known to them.

The next day, however, forces them to again contend with Najya's nemesis. Rain.

Najya sheds her robes after they become completely waterlogged, though she keeps her hood and cowl to intercept heavy drops from falling directly on her head. She is no less miserable.

It is not until the pterafolk attack that she finds welcome distraction from the dampness. She propels herself effortlessly up the nearest tree and leaps out into open air to strike at one of the descending creatures. They become a tangle in midair, as first she strikes with her staff and lodges it between the thing's beating wings. As they plummet together, Najya knees it twice in rapid succession, before them twisting about to place the creature between herself and the ground. With one final strike of her staff, she thrusts it toward a bone-crunching demise against the hard ground, while she herself seems to almost float to a far softer landing on hands and one knee.

After the others have been dispatched or run off, the monk regards the two strangers who brought the pterafolk down upon them. She is particularly curious about the scaled one, who, like her, does not seem capable of speech. She observes them both, in her silence, studying their body language as others study their words. But the human betrays nothing to her, and the saurian is far too alien to read.

Day 24

But the one called Dragonbait seems equally curious about Najya and her language without words. It takes the intervention of Artus to make her understand, but once Najya realizes the saurian wishes to learn, she is an eager teacher. If not for Nadeem risking everything to share the hand signs of the Most Solemn Order of the Silent Shroud, she would still be cut off from the rest of the world. These connections she's made with the others would have never been possible. And so she wishes to pay that kindness forward, in hopes Dragonbait will find the same sorts of connections possible.

She walks with the saurian whenever she is not needed to scout ahead or from above. They begin simply, but the beginning is the hardest part, and they both struggle. She remembers being in Dragonbait's place and feeling the same frustrations. She hopes they will have more time to get past these initial obstacles.

Of course, when the undead appear, she casts aside all thoughts of teaching and readies herself for battle. Her grip tightens on her staff and she prepares to launch herself out of the tree at her sworn enemies and their red-robed handlers. But an arresting hand on her shoulder from Story keeps her in check. She knows not why they would shy away from battle with this group, but she trusts the wisdom of the small furry one.

Day 25

The next day, Najya continues her tutelage of Dragonbait as they make their way to the cliffs. But it goes no better. Dragonbait even seems to have forgotten some of what she thought he had committed to memory. They both feel the frustration, and Najya wonders if the saurian would rather quit. But she is committed to helping, if he still wants to learn.

At the cliffs, Najya is able to find easy success. Climbing the sheer rock faces comes easily to her, and she does not quite understand why the others struggle. Still, she does what she can to assist them, carrying the rope ahead and securing it as best she can with hammer and spikes. Her first attempt is inadequate, and Eku pays a small price for it. As the line flies free, the woman tumbles back down and nearly lands on her head.

After scrambling back down the cliff face to check on her, Najya signs an apology. She vows to be more diligent going forward, and for the remainder of the ascent she finds the most ancient cracks in the rock for securing her spikes and the rings through which the rope is strung. True to her vow, the ropes hold fast, and Najya is able to focus on assisting the others who need the lines to climb.

OOC

I lost some of the end of my post, but I'm too tired to rewrite it. What's left is good enough.

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CGncsio.pngNajya

HP:   41/41

AC:   16

Init:  +3

PP:   15

Speed:  45

Ki:  4/4

Condition:  Normal

Features

Class Features:  Unarmored DefenseMartial ArtsKiUnarmored MovementTouch of Death, Slow Fall

Tools:  Alchemist's Supplies

Languages:  Common, Sign Language, Alzhedo, Chultan

Weapons & Armors:  Simple Weapons, Shortswords

Feats:  none

Racial & Background:  Deathless NatureSpider ClimbVampiric BiteShelter of the Faithful

IC

Day 21

When it comes time for Cora and Beacon to depart, Najya does not make an emotional goodbye, but she is feeling something. Since the start of this journey, these two were under her protection. But now she must leave them to their fates in order to continue safeguarding Mariposa, Story, Cyrienne, and Eku. She can't help but feel a failing in herself, that she is not somehow able to split herself in two and protect both groups. Instead, Najya settles for inspecting their canoes for obvious defects and securing the cargo, living and unliving alike. She sees them off with a simple sign:

image.png.1ec920d0574475ff52438b10b93b8469.png

As soon as they are gone, Najya puts them out of her mind by necessity. Her responsibility is now the others. And so she devotes her full vigilance to this reformed group, along with its three new members. When it comes time to make camp, she assists in her customary fashion and does what she can to help gather provisions from the bounty of the jungle. Despite not being as seasoned a hunter as some of the others, her natural stealth allows her to sneak up on a wild boar and subdue it before it even knows what's hit it.

Day 23

The previous day passed without concern. Najya had little interest in the mystery of the diggers. The causes of death was all that mattered to her, and that much was obvious. She knew what to be on watch for, but thankfully this foe did not make itself known to them.

The next day, however, forces them to again contend with Najya's nemesis. Rain.

Najya sheds her robes after they become completely waterlogged, though she keeps her hood and cowl to intercept heavy drops from falling directly on her head. She is no less miserable.

It is not until the pterafolk attack that she finds welcome distraction from the dampness. She propels herself effortlessly up the nearest tree and leaps out into open air to strike at one of the descending creatures. They become a tangle in midair, as first she strikes with her staff and lodges it between the thing's beating wings. As they plummet together, Najya knees it twice in rapid succession, before them twisting about to place the creature between herself and the ground. With one final strike of her staff, she thrusts it toward a bone-crunching demise against the hard ground, while she herself seems to almost float to a far softer landing on hands and one knee.

After the others have been dispatched or run off, the monk regards the two strangers who brought the pterafolk down upon them. She is particularly curious about the scaled one, who, like her, does not seem capable of speech. She observes them both, in her silence, studying their body language as others study their words. But the human betrays nothing to her, and the saurian is far too alien to read.

Day 24

But the one called Dragonbait seems equally curious about Najya and her language without words. It takes the intervention of Artus to make her understand, but once Najya realizes the saurian wishes to learn, she is an eager teacher. If not for Nadeem risking everything to share the hand signs of the Most Solemn Order of the Silent Shroud, she would still be cut off from the rest of the world. These connections she's made with the others would have never been possible. And so she wishes to pay that kindness forward, in hopes Dragonbait will find the same sorts of connections possible.

She walks with the saurian whenever she is not needed to scout ahead or from above. They begin simply, but the beginning is the hardest part, and they both struggle. She remembers being in Dragonbait's place and feeling the same frustrations. She hopes they will have more time to get past these initial obstacles.

Of course, when the undead appear, she casts aside all thoughts of teaching and readies herself for battle. Her grip tightens on her staff and she prepares to launch herself out of the tree at her sworn enemies and their red-robed handlers. But an arresting hand on her shoulder from Story keeps her in check. She knows not why they would shy away from battle with this group, but she trusts the wisdom of the small furry one.

Day 25

The next day, Najya continues her tutelage of Dragonbait as they make their way to the cliffs. But it goes no better. Dragonbait even seems to have forgotten some of what she thought he had committed to memory. They both feel the frustration, and Najya wonders if the saurian would rather quit. But she is committed to helping, if he still wants to learn.

At the cliffs, Najya is able to find easy success. Climbing the sheer rock faces comes easily to her, and she does not quite understand why the others struggle. Still, she does what she can to assist them, carrying the rope ahead and securing it as best she can with hammer and spikes. WIP

OOC

WIP

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CGncsio.pngNajya

HP:   41/41

AC:   16

Init:  +3

PP:   15

Speed:  45

Ki:  4/4

Condition:  Normal

Features

Class Features:  Unarmored DefenseMartial ArtsKiUnarmored MovementTouch of Death, Slow Fall

Tools:  Alchemist's Supplies

Languages:  Common, Sign Language, Alzhedo, Chultan

Weapons & Armors:  Simple Weapons, Shortswords

Feats:  none

Racial & Background:  Deathless NatureSpider ClimbVampiric BiteShelter of the Faithful

IC

Day 21

When it comes time for Cora and Beacon to depart, Najya does not make an emotional goodbye, but she is feeling something. Since the start of this journey, these two were under her protection. But now she must leave them to their fates in order to continue safeguarding Mariposa, Story, Cyrienne, and Eku. She can't help but feel a failing in herself, that she is not somehow able to split herself in two and protect both groups. Instead, Najya settles for inspecting their canoes for obvious defects and securing the cargo, living and unliving alike. She sees them off with a simple sign:

image.png.1ec920d0574475ff52438b10b93b8469.png

As soon as they are gone, Najya puts them out of her mind by necessity. Her responsibility is now the others. And so she devotes her full vigilance to this reformed group, along with its three new members. When it comes time to make camp, she assists in her customary fashion and does what she can to help gather provisions from the bounty of the jungle. Despite not being as seasoned a hunter as some of the others, her natural stealth allows her to sneak up on a wild boar and subdue it before it even knows what's hit it.

Day 23

The previous day passed without concern. Najya had little interest in the mystery of the diggers. The causes of death was all that mattered to her, and that much was obvious. She knew what to be on watch for, but thankfully this foe did not make itself known to them.

The next day, however, forces them to again contend with Najya's nemesis. Rain.

Najya sheds her robes after they become completely waterlogged, though she keeps her hood and cowl to intercept heavy drops from falling directly on her head. She is no less miserable.

It is not until the pterafolk attack that she finds welcome distraction from the dampness. She propels herself effortlessly up the nearest tree and leaps out into open air to strike at one of the descending creatures. They become a tangle in midair, as first she strikes with her staff and lodges it between the thing's beating wings. As they plummet together, Najya knees it twice in rapid succession, before them twisting about to place the creature between herself and the ground. With one final strike of her staff, she thrusts it toward a bone-crunching demise against the hard ground, while she herself seems to almost float to a far softer landing on hands and one knee.

After the others have been dispatched or run off, the monk regards the two strangers who brought the pterafolk down upon them. She is particularly curious about the scaled one, who, like her, does not seem capable of speech. She observes them both, in her silence, studying their body language as others study their words. But the human betrays nothing to her, and the saurian is far too alien to read.

Day 24

But the one called Dragonbait seems equally curious about Najya and her language without words. It takes the intervention of Artus to make her understand, but once Najya realizes the saurian wishes to learn, she is an eager teacher. If not for Nadeem risking everything to share the hand signs of the Most Solemn Order of the Silent Shroud, she would still be cut off from the rest of the world. These connections she's made with the others would have never been possible. And so she wishes to pay that kindness forward, in hopes Dragonbait will find the same sorts of connections possible.

She walks with the saurian whenever she is not needed to scout ahead or from above. They begin simply, but the beginning is the hardest part, and they both struggle. She remembers being in Dragonbait's place and feeling the same frustrations. She hopes they will have more time to get past these initial obstacles.

Of course, when the undead appear, she casts aside all thoughts of teaching and readies herself for battle. Her grip tightens on her staff and she prepares to launch herself out of the tree at her sworn enemies and their red-robed handlers. But an arresting hand on her shoulder from Story keeps her in check. She knows not why they would shy away from battle with this group, but she trusts the wisdom of the small furry one.

Day 25

The next day, Najya continues her tutelage of Dragonbait as they make their way to the cliffs. WIP

OOC

WIP

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CGncsio.pngNajya

HP:   41/41

AC:   16

Init:  +3

PP:   15

Speed:  45

Ki:  4/4

Condition:  Normal

Features

Class Features:  Unarmored DefenseMartial ArtsKiUnarmored MovementTouch of Death, Slow Fall

Tools:  Alchemist's Supplies

Languages:  Common, Sign Language, Alzhedo, Chultan

Weapons & Armors:  Simple Weapons, Shortswords

Feats:  none

Racial & Background:  Deathless NatureSpider ClimbVampiric BiteShelter of the Faithful

IC

Day 21

When it comes time for Cora and Beacon to depart, Najya does not make an emotional goodbye, but she is feeling something. Since the start of this journey, these two were under her protection. But now she must leave them to their fates in order to continue safeguarding Mariposa, Story, Cyrienne, and Eku. She can't help but feel a failing in herself, that she is not somehow able to split herself in two and protect both groups. Instead, Najya settles for inspecting their canoes for obvious defects and securing the cargo, living and unliving alike. She sees them off with a simple sign:

image.png.1ec920d0574475ff52438b10b93b8469.png

As soon as they are gone, Najya puts them out of her mind by necessity. Her responsibility is now the others. And so she devotes her full vigilance to this reformed group, along with its three new members. When it comes time to make camp, she assists in her customary fashion and does what she can to help gather provisions from the bounty of the jungle. Despite not being as seasoned a hunter as some of the others, her natural stealth allows her to sneak up on a wild boar and subdue it before it even knows what's hit it.

Day 23

The previous day passed without concern. Najya had little interest in the mystery of the diggers. The causes of death was all that mattered to her, and that much was obvious. She knew what to be on watch for, but thankfully this foe did not make itself known to them.

The next day, however, forces them to again contend with Najya's nemesis. Rain.

Najya sheds her robes after they become completely waterlogged, though she keeps her hood and cowl to intercept heavy drops from falling directly on her head. She is no less miserable.

It is not until the pterafolk attack that she finds welcome distraction from the dampness. She propels herself effortlessly up the nearest tree and leaps out into open air to strike at one of the descending creatures. They become a tangle in midair, as first she strikes with her staff and lodges it between the thing's beating wings. As they plummet together, Najya knees it twice in rapid succession, before them twisting about to place the creature between herself and the ground. With one final strike of her staff, she thrusts it toward a bone-crunching demise against the hard ground, while she herself seems to almost float to a far softer landing on hands and one knee.

After the others have been dispatched or run off, the monk regards the two strangers who brought the pterafolk down upon them. She is particularly curious about the scaled one, who, like her, does not seem capable of speech. She observes them both, in her silence, studying their body language as others study their words. But the human betrays nothing to her, and the saurian is far too alien to read.

Day 24

But the one called Dragonbait seems equally curious about Najya and her language without words. It takes the intervention of Artus to make her understand, but once Najya realizes the saurian wishes to learn, she is an eager teacher. If not for Nadeem risking everything to share the hand signs of the Most Solemn Order of the Silent Shroud, she would still be cut off from the rest of the world. These connections she's made with the others would have never been possible. And so she wishes to pay that kindness forward, in hopes Dragonbait will find the same sorts of connections possible.

She walks with the saurian whenever she is not needed to scout ahead or from above. They begin simply, WIP

Day 25

WIP

OOC

WIP

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CGncsio.pngNajya

HP:   41/41

AC:   16

Init:  +3

PP:   15

Speed:  45

Ki:  4/4

Condition:  Normal

Features

Class Features:  Unarmored DefenseMartial ArtsKiUnarmored MovementTouch of Death, Slow Fall

Tools:  Alchemist's Supplies

Languages:  Common, Sign Language, Alzhedo, Chultan

Weapons & Armors:  Simple Weapons, Shortswords

Feats:  none

Racial & Background:  Deathless NatureSpider ClimbVampiric BiteShelter of the Faithful

IC

Day 21

When it comes time for Cora and Beacon to depart, Najya does not make an emotional goodbye, but she is feeling something. Since the start of this journey, these two were under her protection. But now she must leave them to their fates in order to continue safeguarding Mariposa, Story, Cyrienne, and Eku. She can't help but feel a failing in herself, that she is not somehow able to split herself in two and protect both groups. Instead, Najya settles for inspecting their canoes for obvious defects and securing the cargo, living and unliving alike. She sees them off with a simple sign:

image.png.1ec920d0574475ff52438b10b93b8469.png

As soon as they are gone, Najya puts them out of her mind by necessity. Her responsibility is now the others. And so she devotes her full vigilance to this reformed group, along with its three new members. When it comes time to make camp, she assists in her customary fashion and does what she can to help gather provisions from the bounty of the jungle. Despite not being as seasoned a hunter as some of the others, her natural stealth allows her to sneak up on a wild boar and subdue it before it even knows what's hit it.

Day 23

The previous day passed without concern. Najya had little interest in the mystery of the diggers. The causes of death was all that mattered to her, and that much was obvious. She knew what to be on watch for, but thankfully this foe did not make itself known to them.

The next day, however, forces them to again contend with Najya's nemesis. Rain.

Najya sheds her robes after they become completely waterlogged, though she keeps her hood and cowl to intercept heavy drops from falling directly on her head. She is no less miserable.

It is not until the pterafolk attack that she finds welcome distraction from the dampness. She propels herself effortlessly up the nearest tree and leaps out into open air to strike at one of the descending creatures. They become a tangle in midair, as first she strikes with her staff and lodges it between the thing's beating wings. As they plummet together, Najya knees it twice in rapid succession, before them twisting about to place the creature between herself and the ground. With one final strike of her staff, she thrusts it toward a bone-crunching demise against the hard ground, while she herself seems to almost float to a far softer landing on hands and one knee.

After the others have been dispatched or run off, the monk regards the two strangers who brought the pterafolk down upon them. She is particularly curious about the scaled one, who, like her, does not seem capable of speech. She observes them both, in her silence, studying their body language as others study their words.

Day 24

WIP

Day 25

WIP

OOC

WIP

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emotionaut

CGncsio.pngNajya

HP:   41/41

AC:   16

Init:  +3

PP:   15

Speed:  45

Ki:  4/4

Condition:  Normal

Features

Class Features:  Unarmored DefenseMartial ArtsKiUnarmored MovementTouch of Death, Slow Fall

Tools:  Alchemist's Supplies

Languages:  Common, Sign Language, Alzhedo, Chultan

Weapons & Armors:  Simple Weapons, Shortswords

Feats:  none

Racial & Background:  Deathless NatureSpider ClimbVampiric BiteShelter of the Faithful

IC

Day 21

When it comes time for Cora and Beacon to depart, Najya does not make an emotional goodbye, but she is feeling something. Since the start of this journey, these two were under her protection. But now she must leave them to their fates in order to continue safeguarding Mariposa, Story, Cyrienne, and Eku. She can't help but feel a failing in herself, that she is not somehow able to split herself in two and protect both groups. Instead, Najya settles for inspecting their canoes for obvious defects and securing the cargo, living and unliving alike. She sees them off with a simple sign:

image.png.1ec920d0574475ff52438b10b93b8469.png

As soon as they are gone, Najya puts them out of her mind by necessity. Her responsibility is now the others. And so she devotes her full vigilance to this reformed group, along with its three new members. When it comes time to make camp, she assists in her customary fashion and does what she can to help gather provisions from the bounty of the jungle. Despite not being as seasoned a hunter as some of the others, her natural stealth allows her to sneak up on a wild boar and subdue it before it even knows what's hit it.

Day 23

The previous day passed without concern. Najya had little interest in the mystery of the diggers. The causes of death was all that mattered to her, and that much was obvious. She knew what to be on watch for, but thankfully this foe did not make itself known to them.

The next day, however, forces them to again contend with Najya's nemesis. Rain.

Najya sheds her robes after they become completely waterlogged, though she keeps her hood and cowl to intercept heavy drops from falling directly on her head. She is no less miserable.

It is not until the pterafolk attack that she finds welcome distraction from the dampness. She propels herself effortlessly up the nearest tree and leaps out into open air to strike at one of the descending creatures. WIP

Day 24

WIP

Day 25

WIP

OOC

WIP

emotionaut

emotionaut

CGncsio.pngNajya

HP:   41/41

AC:   16

Init:  +3

PP:   15

Speed:  45

Ki:  4/4

Condition:  Normal

Features

Class Features:  Unarmored DefenseMartial ArtsKiUnarmored MovementTouch of Death, Slow Fall

Tools:  Alchemist's Supplies

Languages:  Common, Sign Language, Alzhedo, Chultan

Weapons & Armors:  Simple Weapons, Shortswords

Feats:  none

Racial & Background:  Deathless NatureSpider ClimbVampiric BiteShelter of the Faithful

IC

Day 21

When it comes time for Cora and Beacon to depart, Najya does not make an emotional goodbye, but she is feeling something. Since the start of this journey, these two were under her protection. But now she must leave them to their fates in order to continue safeguarding Mariposa, Story, Cyrienne, and Eku. She can't help but feel a failing in herself, that she is not somehow able to split herself in two and protect both groups. Instead, Najya settles for inspecting their canoes for obvious defects and securing the cargo, living and unliving alike. She sees them off with a simple sign:

image.png.1ec920d0574475ff52438b10b93b8469.png

As soon as they are gone, Najya puts them out of her mind by necessity. Her responsibility is now the others. And so she devotes her full vigilance to this reformed group, along with its three new members. When it comes time to make camp, she assists in her customary fashion and does what she can to help gather provisions from the bounty of the jungle. WIP

Day 22

WIP

Day 23

WIP

Day 24

WIP

Day 25

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